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Feb 2013
The sativas my tie to new hights. When the meds in the head life is right. Light up the J, that mind bending haze. So high existence is futile, finally freed from this daze. Dank so loud, great nuggets of fame. I'm as green as the leaf in my piece. Mid morning snack, afternoon delight. hits from the **** puts me to zzz's.
Written by
Nik Nagorny  Omro, WI
(Omro, WI)   
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